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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 5, 2012 1:27:23 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra was quite a resilient girl, actually. She knew the drill for hospitals; she'd been in them numerous times, so of course she was used to waking up in the all-too-familiar environment - to an extent, of course. She leaned back against the bed, sighing. Well, she wasn't really hurting as bad as yesterday, and since her sprains were treated, she felt like she could get up and stand - on one leg, at least. Well, she could get crutches, at least.
"Hah." Sierra replied to his broken voice, glancing at him as he laughed. At least he wasn't sorely depressed about the whole thing. "Ugh, I want to get up." Sierra groaned, moving her free arm around. How could she call a nurse or something to take these stupid tubes off? Was there a button or something? She looked around, then realized that yes, there was. She pressed it promptly, hearing a light buzz from somewhere.
In a few moments, a nurse appeared, approaching her. "How may I help you?" She asked. Sierra seemed pleased, as if she'd just gained a new slave or something. "Can I get these tubes off?" She inquired, and the nurse nodded. "Sure! We were gonna take them off in about an hour, but you look ready enough." She explained, reaching over and disconnecting some of them. Bruises were left, and Sierra had to wonder how many shots they'd put into her while she was unconscious. What a frightening thought.
She sat up, letting out a sigh. "Thanks." She looked over at the wall and noticed crutches there; she'd use them once she really was awake, but for now, she wanted to just sit. The nurse stared at her for a brief moment before receiving another alert and walking out of the room to assist another patient.
Sierra wondered if Adam was well enough to even get up this day, or this week. If he couldn't, she'd definitely visit him until he could. Sierra contemplated just staying in a hotel until she got better, then continuing on her journey. She'd done this before, but never when she was a trainer.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| gosh, freaking dilemma here. >:V
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 5, 2012 13:32:40 GMT -5
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 11, 2012 19:12:58 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra really didn't know how much inner turmoil she was causing for Adam. She was thinking about how lonely he'd be alone, however, and considered staying in the room for his sake. But she wasn't one to sleep and wait when she had all of this energy. She felt sore all over, though, so she decided to stay for a little while longer today. She looked over at Adam, noticing with a sour feeling in her stomach that he'd turned over. "What's wrong?" She asked without hesitation. She was still in the bed, the sheets all mussed up around her.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Mozart - Symphony no. 40 in G. Minor TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| <33
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 12, 2012 14:51:07 GMT -5
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[/b] Adam said with a sigh. He didn't want Sierra to think this was her fault at all, but it just seemed that life was always unfair on him. [/center] Notes: Talk:
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 15, 2012 1:46:16 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra watched with growing anxiety as he turned back onto his back - to answer her question, she supposed, although she was always sort of impatient to wait for responses this long. She was fidgeting when he finally replied and explained his actions. Despite Adam's true intentions, Sierra did feel bad that this was happening. She frowned, then looked down at her hands. "Sorry. If I'd noticed sooner..." She replied, remembering how he was lost the day before. She brushed her hands over her kneecaps as if they were dirty. Well, they looked sort of dirty.
"I can stay here a while, though." She piped up, already changing her mind. His pain was enough to make her willing to spend the rest of the day with him if it'd make him feel better. After all, she felt like she was the one that got him into this mess. "We could watch TV together, if you want." Clearly she was in over her head. Grabbing the remote, she continued, "What channel do you like?"
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Liszt, Franz - Liebestraum, notturnos for piano TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| :V
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 17, 2012 17:41:46 GMT -5
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[/b] Adam said, hoping to redeem himself slightly. However his comment must of fallen on death ears perhaps when she asked what channel he liked to watch on the tv; gosh, it had been such a long time since he had been near a tv he had forgotten most of the channels. "Ummmm.... gosh lets see. How about........Comedry Central?" He said with a slight shrug. It was the only channel he could remember at the moment that had some vaguely good things on from time to time; although he did only prefer to watching the stand-up comedians and their shows. Ohhhhhhhh well. [/center] Notes: Talk:
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 18, 2012 17:46:23 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra was hellbent on spending time with him for now. At least then she'd be reassuring him that she cared. She didn't want to feel like she was abandoning him like a dog on the side of the road. "Nah, it's cool." She replied dismissively, offering him a friendly smile. She wanted him to be happy. He suggested Comedy Central and immediately a lightblub flashed in her head. She loved that channel! It always succeeded in making her laugh. "Kay!" She agreed, flipping the channel right to it. Lo and behold, there was a comedian giving a stand up act. She didn't recognize the guy, but she was interested anyway. Setting the remote down, she listened intently as he spoke. Too bad they'd changed to the channel right in the middle of his act.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| U: You can say what comedian it is and describe the show lolol derp
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 18, 2012 17:57:02 GMT -5
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 20, 2012 14:50:16 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra heard his groan and thought maybe he didn't like the show. "Hm? Something wrong?" She inquired at first, but he was staring intently at the screen now, so she felt like it was fine. The comedian's thin, ridiculing voice filled the room as they both watched the show. Suddenly, she heard Adam's voice again over the TV noise. "Sweat? You pay attention to that?" She grinned lopsidedly at him before returning her attention to the screen with an amused expression on her face.
The jokes were sort of stereotypical at times (of course), but Sierra had no problem with that. She laughed as well, trying to keep it quiet so that she could hear the man's voice. It got to the point where she increased the volume so that they could hear him better over the sound of her giggling. Heck, Adam was losing it from where he was. "Don't get a heart attack there, Adam!" She warned, not missing the chance to pass a hospital joke at him. It was just to add to the hilarity.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| Feel free to timeskip, too. XD
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 22, 2012 16:45:40 GMT -5
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 24, 2012 23:26:12 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra could only giggle with a wide smile on her face as she looked at Adam breaking out in a giggle fit. It almost looked painful. She could relate, though; when she was amused, it was hard to get her to stop laughing. Happiness flowed throughout her, even in this unfortunate time of injury. They could at least enjoy the moment together. Returning her attention to the screen, she laughed often at the snide comments the comedian made about footballers.
A long time passed with a lot of laughs until Sierra realized that it was only her own laughter she was hearing. She looked over at Adam and realized that he was asleep, snoozing in his bed. Disappointment crossed her face as she realized that she'd promised to stay there with him for the whole day, not realizing that he'd have to nap sooner or later to rejuvenate his strength. She actually was feeling a bit tired too, due to her own injuries, and the concept of a nap became more and more foreign to her, but she remained steadfast. Whatever. She could stay here a little bit longer; the cable was pretty good quality.
Leaning back in her bed against the pillow, she picked up the remote and switched to American Idol auditions. A smile crossed her face as she watched some of the most flamboyant people audition and fail for a chance in American Idol. The poor saps, getting burned by Simon Cowell so hard like that.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| No TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| <3
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 25, 2012 17:49:13 GMT -5
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 25, 2012 20:46:21 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra wasn't one to get annoyed quickly, but when she was annoyed with something, it didn't take long for her to become irritated. At least Adam wasn't one of those people who snored really loudly, which really got on her nerves. But it was easy to tune out his snoring by paying attention to the blaring TV on which people were singing so horribly that she could take her mind off anything else.
Sierra glanced over at Adam and noticed that he was lying on his side, facing her. What she noticed next was that drool was sliding down the side of his face and wetting the mattress in a slowly growing puddle. She snickered at that. A drooler, was he? Maybe he broke his nose and couldn't breathe through it and so had to breathe through his mouth instead. Possibilities, possibilities. But there was no excuse for the loud fart that soon erupted from him, heavily disturbing Sierra. She was a tomboyish sort of girl and wasn't too bothered by farts, but this one was a killer. "Adam, really?" She vocalized, knowing full well that he was sleeping. Complaining about it made her feel better. The stench filled the whole room and she held her breath as she managed to get herself out of her own bed, grabbing her crutches in one swift motion and using them to escape out of the room. This place needed to air the hell out before she'd dare to return.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Cut Copy - Saturdays TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| notattractiveQQ XDD
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Post by Sheepy on Mar 2, 2012 17:23:17 GMT -5
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[/b] Adam gagged as the putrid stenh enveloped him slowly, causing him to gasp slightly for oxygen. "Someone help! Its like 20 stink bombs have all gone off at once!" [/center] Notes: Talk:
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Post by DR-@@GON on Mar 8, 2012 22:52:25 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Adam's call was answered posthaste; a nurse arrived at the door in a matter of seconds, pushing it open with one cautious hand and immediately being greeted with a horrible wave of odor. It was like a public bathroom, pigsty, and sewer all rolled into one, condensed. Her nose was screaming for her to get out, but she knew that if she did, she'd probably get fired for making everyone in the hospital have to suffer this. Grimacing and pinching her nose closed, she walked over to the side of Adam's bed. "Twenty stink bombs, eh?" She rolled her eyes, glanced at Adam's monitors briefly before turning right back around and exiting the room. "I'll be right back. Survive, alright?"
Once the door slammed, her voice could be heard dimly: "We got a code brown in room 202!" followed by an eruption of laughter from other nurses and patients. Sierra was down in the first floor when she heard that, poking a button on the snack machine for a pack of Gummy Worms. She heard everyone chuckle and chuckled as well, simply because it sounded funny. Little did she realize that it was the room she'd just evacuated.
Up in Room 202, a motley crew of two interns and one nurse entered the room, all holding their breaths. The nurse quickly advanced to Adam's bed, grasped both sides, and pulled it right out of the room. It was equipped with wheels, after all. One intern followed, pushing the few drips and machines that went with his bed. The remaining intern started spraying the room with air freshener. The nurse left Adam outside on the side of the hall, laughing dryly. "The room'll be clear in a few minutes, sir. You'll have to stay here 'till then."
They left, making sure the door into the room was tightly shut and having lightly sanitized all the surfaces with a lemon-scented solution. Moments later, Sierra arrived on that floor again by way of the elevator, the bag of Sour Worms dangling from her fingers as she caught sight of Adam's bed outside his room. She couldn't stifle her laugh. "Adam, what're you doing out here? Planning to escape?" She slowly made her way towards him, propelled by crutches. Gosh did her armpits ache.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Client - Price of Love TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| I figure there's no way a fart would linger in a room for that long, but I played along and exaggerated even harder just for you bby. ;'D
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Post by Sheepy on Mar 31, 2012 10:32:00 GMT -5
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[/b]Adam winged as he was wheeled out of the room whilst holding his head in his hands, flabergasted at how bad that stench really was. At least it was a fart, and nothing else. And then to make his life even better, Sierra had to come along and tease him about it, but in all fairness it did put a smile on his face. "Yeah it was an attempt to break free, but it didn't turn out that well I guess." Adam let out a small snigger before he noticed the pack in Sierra's hands. "Whats that you got there?" He asked as he pointed towards the gummy worms in her hand. [/center] Notes: Talk: Im so sorry Draa for this super late response! Pleasedonteatmepleasedonteatme...
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Post by DR-@@GON on Apr 13, 2012 12:42:10 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra grinned at the smile on Adam's face, heartened that he had finally woken up and seemed to be in good spirits. Goodness though, she'd never smelt a fart of that caliber in her life. She didn't know whether to respect Adam or fear him. "I wonder what went wrong." She replied, giggling at the obvious sarcasm.
Then he noticed the gummy worms clutched tightly in her hand. "Oh this? Just some sour gummy worms. The hospital breakfast didn't do it for me. I mean, there wasn't even dessert." She snickered, then leaned against the wall to open the package. She had to exercise restraint to prevent the stupid thing from bursting out all over the ground. Fortunately for her, the bag decided to be amiable and opened up safely. She took one of the gummy worms, chewing the orange and blue delicacy with obvious satisfaction. "Want some?" She spoke through the food, holding the bag out for Adam to choose one.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Homestuck OST - Green Ghost TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| <3
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Post by Sheepy on Apr 17, 2012 16:29:01 GMT -5
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[/b] He chuckled, before glancing down at the whealchair he was in. Even though the soft gummy worms were tempting his stomach on such a high scale it started to rumble, Adam blushed a bit before shaking his head. "Im fine thank you. Im not feeling particualry hungry at all at the moment, and after what happened, the stench has put me right off at the moment." Adam whilst not trying to be rude at all. But he was speaking the truth though; he wasn't hungry at all at the moment. But give it a couple of hours and he would be nagging the nurses for plate after plate probably. [/center] Notes: Talk:
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jun 25, 2012 15:55:41 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra grinned at his humor, but became slightly disappointed when he refused the offer of worms. Had his own stench really put him off that bad? Could he still smell it? Perhaps. A stench like that was hard to forget, and she felt the memory of it rising like bile in her memory. Shuddering a little, she banished that thought with another bite of sour gummy worm. "Suit yourself," she replied dismissively, shrugging as she continued munching on her sweet treat.
"At least you could win world championship for nastiest fart." She said faster than she could think of stifling it. She thought for a moment, then mended, "Coulda set a record." She chewed wistfully. "Sorry. There's nothing else to talk about, really." She sighed. "You feeling better yet?"
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Adam TALK|| luls
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Post by Sheepy on Jun 29, 2012 15:09:49 GMT -5
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[/b] He said with a chuckle, taking a glance into the room. It seemed ok now, but looks are always decieving, especially when it comes to smell. "Meh, I've been better. It bloody itched like hell though, but with all these bandages on I can't itch it as I don't know whats underneath them. Bloody things." He said was he waved his leg in the air, trying to use the air as a means of getting rid of the irrating itch that was attacking him. [/center] Notes: Talk:
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